In November of 1998 we moved into a vintage house that needed some work. Since that time we have replaced all the windows, painted every room, refinished some floors, had the bathrooms and kitchen gutted and remodeled. Edwina has been there throughout (I'm not even talking about the twice flooded basement that had to be completely redone -- sigh.)

She loves workmen and likes to supervise as long as the work is not too noisy.

The only time I worried was the floor refinishing. My husband and I decided one Sunday morning to take up the carpet in the front hall and on the stairs -- beautiful hardwood floors beneath that just needed stripping, sanding and restaining. We decided to do it ourselves. (Highlight of a long story -- do not sit in stripper -- it hurts.) Edwina walked in the stripper and I nearly had a heart attack. We rushed her to the sink to wash her paws -- she nearly had a heart attack.

The floor is lovely and of course, Edwina is fine, but still does a funny walk down the stairs.